After swapping bodies, I became a domineering CEO in a melodramatic novel.

"Listen, don't interfere with him," he said coldly in a low voice, his eyes revealing a hint of heartache, yet also a firm resolve. It was as if he was earnestly advising her, yet also seemed to want to protect her feelings.

"How could you do this!" Qin Yu's anger intensified, his eyes flashing with fiery intensity, clearly his rage had reached its limit. His emotions surged forth like a massive landslide, overwhelming and awe-inspiring.

"Because I don't want things to get any worse!" Qin Reng didn't back down, showing no fear of an even more heated confrontation. His voice was low, yet it carried a hidden emotion—an unspeakable helplessness, a sense of oppression from carrying the burden of the situation on his heart. Yu Yuetong's heart tightened; she could clearly hear the frequency of his heartbeat, and a sense of foreboding washed over her.

Just then, the noisy scene spiraled out of control again. Mo Qingcheng moved slightly closer to Yu Yuetong, a faint smile playing on his lips, breaking the tense atmosphere: "Miss Yu, this is a rare moment of liveliness, why don't you all relax a bit?"

"Relax? Do you think that's funny?" Yu Yuetong stared directly at Mo Qingcheng, a cold, incredulous glint in her eyes. A surge of anger welled up within her; she wanted nothing more than to push this treacherous man away.

"I just hope everyone can enjoy this party." Mo Qingcheng smiled slightly, subtly shifting his gaze to the turmoil around him, but his hand remained on her shoulder, as if seeking some soothing pleasure from it.

"Don't touch me." Yu Yuetong could no longer suppress her anger, her eyes like sharp blades piercing Mo Qingcheng. Although she was in deep pain, she would not allow herself to succumb to this emotional vortex any longer.

Just then, Qin Yu strode forward, pushed Yu Yuetong aside, and stood in front of her, angrily saying, "I'll never forgive anyone who dares to touch my brother!" This roar reverberated in the air, seemingly declaring his inviolable determination, immediately causing a stir among the crowd.

"A bunch of kids throwing a tantrum here?" Suddenly, a harsh voice rang out from the crowd, like a blow to the head, shocking everyone. With this sound, the band on stage suddenly stopped, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Yu Yuetong turned around abruptly and saw a beautiful figure enter her field of vision—it was Ji Momo. Ji Momo stood with her arms crossed, her face full of disdain and smugness. Her gaze darted between Qin Yu and Qin Reng, as if observing two wild beasts in an arena.

"Such a grand display, for whom?" Ji Momo sneered contemptuously.

"What do you want to do?" Yu Yuetong's heart tightened, and that sense of unease rose again. She had a feeling that severe weather was about to arrive, but she didn't yet know how the storm would sweep in.

A bright red handprint appeared on Qin Yu's face, and the atmosphere instantly turned icy. Everyone around held their breath; even the band conductor reflexively stopped his baton in mid-air. Time seemed to freeze; everything sounded jarring and awkward.

"Qin Reng, how dare you lay a hand on me?" Qin Yu's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, his eyes filled with distrust and anger. His fingers were clenched into fists, the veins on the back of his hands throbbing, looking as if he might retaliate at any moment.

Qin Reng remained unmoved. The indifference on his face seemed to be masked by an unbreakable barrier, with only a barely perceptible sneer at the corner of his mouth indicating that his emotions were not as calm as they appeared. He glanced at the gathered gazes around him, then muttered in a low voice, "I don't have time to waste with you."

Yu Yuetong stood to the side, three parts shocked, seven parts amused. She wanted to say something, but Qin Reng's sudden turn of his head stopped her. His sharp gaze made her reflexively shut her mouth. Okay, what's wrong with this icy CEO now? But then again, seeing his cousin get humiliated actually gave her a strange sense of satisfaction. How did this happen? Did swapping bodies also swap their affection levels?

"Are you still trying to act all high and mighty?" Qin Yu stepped forward, the two facing each other, their anger clashing in the air. His voice grew even hoarser, filled with sarcasm and provocation. "You really think a slap can solve everything? So what if Grandma favors you? You're nothing!"

"I am nothing?" Qin Reng raised an eyebrow with a half-smile, his face filled with a disdainful coldness. "At least I dare to stand here. And you, Qin Yu? Do you really think you're a smart person by resorting to underhanded tricks?"

Qin Yu's face darkened further. He opened his mouth to retort, but was interrupted by a voice that, though not loud, was sharp in every word, "You dare to say that someone else's grandmother is biased? Don't you know how many years you've been coveting the Qin family's assets?" All of this slipped out of Yu Yuetong's small mouth, her tone carrying a hint of sarcasm.

These words clearly struck a nerve with Qin Yu. He turned around abruptly, glaring at Yu Yuetong with eyes so cold they seemed to freeze the air.

Yu Yuetong didn't take the threat seriously. After all, she was now "Qin Reng," not "Yu Yuetong." With the tall man's body as her protection, she was naturally bolder.

"What, can't even the eldest young master of the Qin family stand a few words from others?" She curled her lips provocatively, her eyes full of teasing, as if she wanted to add, "Come on, let's face it head-on."

Seeing that Qin Yu's face had turned from ashen to purplish-red, Qin Reng finally made his move. He reached out and pulled Yu Yuetong, who was "causing trouble," over to him, and whispered in her ear, "Don't make things worse. Do you think this will end things?"

Yu Yuetong was about to retort when Qin Reng suddenly moved closer. She could even feel the warmth of his chest rising and falling slightly. His deep voice was mixed with coldness and a hint of helplessness: "Is it easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering?"

Yu Yuetong's ears burned slightly, and she quickly pushed him away, saying, "I was just helping you out of an awkward situation, don't be ungrateful."

"You stand to the side." Qin Reng gave a brief order in an unquestionable tone, leaving no room for negotiation. She couldn't help but glare at him fiercely, but awkwardly stepped aside.

In that tense moment, Ji Momo coughed softly, dramatically adding fuel to the fire of the otherwise silent scene. She walked slowly to the center, her eyes crinkling, and spoke softly, "It's rare to see such a deep bond between cousins. This little woman is truly envious."

Her seemingly teasing but actually provocative remark about "deep affection" instantly ignited a powder keg deep within Qin Yu's heart. He glared at Ji Momo and coldly uttered, "Shut up! Nobody asked you to interrupt!"